I have finally completed this story/fic. It's been a long time coming and I'm glad it's finished but I'm also a little sad. This has been my unfinished baby for 13 years. I've started a family since then, hence the time.

I hope it reads okay and I will apologise for any mistakes I've not noticed. Also, in no way do I mean to offend anyone with some words used. It's not said in a bad way.

I'd like dedicate this fic to my Imotou-san, Ladyfiction and my daughter, Isabelle.

Disclaimer: I have no rights to any of the characters from Beyblade (Bakuten Shoot and G-Rev), they respectfully belong to their owners in Japan. This is purely a fanfiction.

Chapter Three: The Morning After the Night Before

A golden ball of heat shone down on part of the world known as Japan. The birds twittered and flew around each other in the clear, blue sky. Animals went by their daily routines collecting food for survival. The frost that had settled the night before had begin to thaw, leaving little drops of liquid around the city.

And this is where our story continues.

On this beautiful morning in an apartment block in this waking city. Apartment number twelve to be precise.

A groan escaped from the lips of an entity engulfed in bedding blankets. Another moan followed and movement soon followed under the duvet, sporting a snow wolf design. Two ivory arms stretched out from under the duvet, followed by a loud yawn and finally the covers were flipped back to reveal a waking Russian. He yawned and stretched again, not really wanting to wake up. He finally gave in and pierced open one ice blue eye, only to shut it again and put an arm over his eyes. He cursed at himself for not closing his black curtains. He decided to brave the bright white light that had entered his room, and opened his eyes. He hissed at the sun. He then turned onto his side to see what the time was on his alarm clock. Instead of his meeting the face of his alarm clock, they settled on a different face, just centimetres from his.

Yuuri very nearly jumped out of skin and in ten seconds flat he had scooted to the end of his bed, holding the duvet to his chest, as to protect his virtue. As soon as he'd done that he wished he hadn't, for the face belonged to a girl sleeping peacefully in his bed and she is completely naked. He got an eyeful of boobs! He hastily threw the covers back over the girl disgusted by the sight. He didn't mind the female anatomy, he just didn't find it attractive. It was then he noticed a lump of blonde hair protruding from under the blanket next to the brunette girl.

Of course, that was the one and only Hiromi Tachibana.

He hesitantly pulled back part of the blanket to recover the American blonde, Max Mizuhara. Yuuri squeaked and covered his mouth with hands. His sea blue eyes widened and his mind went into overdrive, trying to piece together last nights activities, that he couldn't remember. His mind came up with questions he rather didn't want to think about.

"Oh, sweet Lord! What I have I done? Or more specifically who have I done?" He voiced out loud, subconsciously.

The Russian cyborg was contemplating that: a) he'd suddenly gone straight and had banged Hiromi, b) he'd had a three-some with Hiromi and Max, c) he was still gay had screwed Max while Hiromi watched? Or d) he'd done all of the above and possibly in that order.

The confused red-head rubbed his temples in frustration, and that was when the hangover headache attacked his head. He groaned in pain, holding a hand up to his forehead. He decided he'd better sought out some pain relief.

He shuffled backwards closer to the edge of his bed, whilst watching the two sleeping forms, praying he didn't wake them. He ventured his right leg off the bed and his foot connected with his lush, comfy carpet. He carefully brought his left leg off the bed to join his other foot. He supported his weight with his arms. His eyes were still focused on the foreigners, when his left foot touched a warm, lumpy shape, not his carpet. Yuuri froze, his heart thumping wildly. The warm , lumpy shape moved and moaned and Yuuri found himself back on his bed, on all fours with his heart still thumping like mad. He gingerly peered over the edge of the bed, unsure he wanted to see what lurked on his bedroom floor.

He gave a sigh of relief as the warm, lumpy shape was human and sported grey hair. He identified him as his fellow countryman, Boris Kyznetsov.

"What the fuck happened last night?" The red-head questioned himself, confused by all the people in his bedroom.

Boris mumbled something his slumber, the only intelligible word Yuuri got was his own name. This intrigued the red-head and he would have stayed and listen to see if Boris mentioned his name again. He didn't he just started snoring. Yuuri's head started to throb again, as a reminder to some pain relief.

So, he carefully manoeuvred himself off the bed onto the floor without disturbing the other occupants of his room. He then realised he was stark naked (but then this was nothing new for the cyborg).

Yuuri exited his bedroom and stumbled through the apartment to the kitchen. He scratched the back of his bed hair, not liking the clumps he felt, as he reached his destination. After dislodging his hand from his hair, he rummaged through a cupboard that doubled as medicine cupboard as well as a food store. He found the little packet containing the very appealing pain relief. He popped two of the pills into his hand and finding a clean glass, proceeded to take them with water. Not a moment later the Russian was looking a lovely shade of green. He slapped a hand over his mouth as he felt the contents of his stomach slosh up his gut. He practically flew to the bathroom only to come to halt.

Slung over the bowl was a midnight haired man.

Yuuri managed to hold down what his stomach wanted to bring up.

"TAKAO! MOVE!" He shouted at the man.

"Uhhhh..." Takao looked up from the toilet bowl, looking as rough as the Russian cyborg felt.

"MOVE! I need to use the toilet!" He could feel it rising in his throat. He managed to force it down once more.

"Dude, put some clothes on! I don't want to see your dong at this time of the morning!" He looked disgusted at the red-head's nudity.

"Kinomiya, if you don't move I'll puke on you!" He growled, before slapping a hand over his mouth.

"Use the bath, Kai already has," Takao told the apartment co-tenant.

Seeing that Takao had no intention of moving and Yuuri was feeling too ill to physically move him, Yuuri had no option but to empty the contents of his stomach into the bath. He ran the hot tap once he was finished, to discard the alcohol infused brown liquid. He went to the wash basin to rinse his mouth. His stomach finally felt like it was starting to settle.

"Ewwww...dude! What did you drink last night?" Takao complained, wafting the air with a hand to disperse the smell around him.

"I don't remember," the red-head sighed, returning to the bath to turn the tap off. He looked at the broken shower curtain. "What happened to the shower curtain?" He asked the bluenette.

"I think Kai did it when he being sick," Takao informed him.

"That explains it." He stared at the shower curtain wondering whether to remove it from the bath, but he decided it was covered in too much sick, that he didn't want to touch. He decided to leave the hot tap running to wash the vomit off the curtain and washing away the remaining brown liquid.

His head was pounding even more than previously, so he left the bathroom to return to the kitchen. He rubbed his throbbing temples in a pointless effort to soothe the pain. It resulted him in paying no attention to where he was walking, thus bashing his right shin on the coffee table. After hopping around holding his throbbing leg and cursing at the coffee table; he finally reached the kitchen.

He found the packet of pills and his glass of water. He threw the rest of the water down the sink and decided it might better to take them with milk, as milk lines the stomach he remembered someone telling him. So, he did just that , happy he managed to keep them down this time.

"I hope you're gonna buy a new carton of milk?" A new body entered the kitchen and stared at the blue orbed man.

The red-head finished drinking from the carton. He couldn't be bothered to find another clean glass. He looked at the guy sporting grey and ebony hair. "Why?" He stated, returning the carton to the fridge.

"Because, God know where your mouth has been," The two tone haired man answered, not looking at his flat-mate. He popped some bread in the toaster, then flicked the switch on the kettle.

"Wouldn't you like to know, KK-chan?" the crazy cyborg flirted, sticking his tongue out at Kai and wiggling it.

"Not really," the crimson eyed Russian's expression was disgusted. He went back to the fixing breakfast he was making.

"Well, I know where yours has been," Yuuri was leant against the fridge, grinning like the Cheshire Cat.

Kai slammed the knife down that he using to butter the toast with and stared at his flat-mate, his cheeks a little pink.

Yuuri just kept on grinning at him. Kai's stare didn't faze him.

The smaller Russian remained to stare at the grinning Cheshire Cat. His crimson eyes ventured down and he moaned in disgust. He grabbed a towel from the clothes airer. "Put this on, we do have guests in the apartment." He threw the towel at the naked Russian.

Yuuri caught it, but didn't do as requested, "This isn't my colour." he said sarcastically, holding up the towel.

"I don't care," Kai retorted, "Why did I agree to get an apartment with you," he muttered to himself, making two cups of black tea. He dared use the milk.

Yuuri heard Kai mutter, as he finally wrapped the towel around his waist. He bounced over to the smaller Russian and placed his chin on Kai's bare shoulder. (Kai was wearing pyjama trousers.) "Cause you love me?" he teased.

"More like I had no other options," he shrugged his shoulder, knocking Yuuri off, he'd finished stirring the tea.

"Why ask that question if you're gonna answer it yourself?" Yuuri leant over Kai's shoulder and grabbed a piece of buttered toast.

"Hey, that's for Rei," He spun round glaring at the blue eyed cyborg.

"Well, not any more," Yuuri grinned, before munching on the crunchy toast in front of Kai, "How do you make toast so tasty KK-chan?"

"I actually learnt how to use the toaster," Kai answered, ignoring the gloating red-head, he was rummaging through a bottom cupboard for a tray to carry the breakfast on.

"You know I hate instructions, unless it's for something fun." A smirk appeared on his lips at a memory. "Could make me some more tasty toast?"

Kai had found a tray and placed the breakfast items on it, he picked it up and stared blankly at his flat-mate. "You're kidding right?"

"Nope, I'm hungry...and like you said I don't know how to use that contraption," He batted his eyelashes.

"Get your little birdie to make you some. He knows this place like it's his anyway."

"I can't. He's asleep on the floor." He pouted.

Kai cocked a slate eye," Why is he on the floor?"

"Your guess is as good as mine. I think he passed out there something?" The taller of the two shrugged his naked shoulders. "So will you?" He bounced like an energetic puppy, back on the toast subject.

"No," The Hiwatari heir answered flatly, walking around the red-head with his tray of food.

"But KK-chan!" Yuuri whined like a little child.

"No, Yuuri," Kai then left the kitchen and into the hallway towards his bedroom.

Yuuri followed him, still whining about the toast. "But KK-chan, I have the munchies."

Kai sighed feeling like a parent. "Then go have some cookies."

"I want toast."

"Then go wake up your birdie."

"Who?" Was asked, followed by a loud yawn.

Both Russians looked at the person stood before them, who was stretching his arms up, while on tiptoes. His ebony hair waved loosely down his back.

"When did I say you could borrow my dressing gown, Rei-Rei?" the red-head asked, forgetting all about the toast and Boris.

"The other day," The neko-jin told him, smiling.

"I did?" Yuuri's face matched his words.

The Chinese laughed, "Yuuri, you have a mind like a sieve." He turned his attention to his boyfriend, leaving Yuuri thinking if he had agreed to that. "Is this for me?" Rei eyed the breakfast on the tray, his lover was holding.

"Well, it was going to be breakfast in bed," Kai told him, a little disappointed his boyfriend was awake.

"Awww, thanks Kai, but I really need a shower. Have you seen my hair?" He pulled some of his tangled hair round to show him. He noticed Kai's unhappy expression at having his hard efforts being dismissed. He let go of his hair. "Don't take it as an offence. I don't think I could stomach anything just yet." He cupped Kai's face with a hand in attempt to cheer him up. He smiled his dazzling smile at him. That always worked.

"So, Rei-Rei, can I have your breakfast?" Yuuri interrupted the couple. A cheeky smile on his face.

"If you want?" Ochre orbs briefly looked at Yuuri, before returning his gaze to his lover.

"So, you did make me some toast after all KK-chan," The red-head happily took a plate of toast and a cup of tea. He was happy he didn't have to work out the toaster and waking Boris wasn't an option. He valued his perfectly, working legs.

He entered the lounge, plopping down on the sofa, all ready devouring the food.

"I swear, I'll kill him one day, he'll drive me to do it," Kai growled to the Chinese man.

"Oh, one more thing KK-chan, you didn't put any jam on the toast. You can't toast without jam," Yuuri called from the lounge, his smile could be heard in voice.

An audilble growl came from the hallway.

"He's just teasing you." The Chinese man grinned, he knew Yuuri liked to wind up Kai.

Kai sighed. He chastely kissed his boyfriend and then went into his bedroom to enjoy his breakfast Yuuri free. If he'd sat with his flat-mate, he would have been very tempted to hospitalise him.

Yuuri was now happily munching on a packet of cookies, his toast long gone. He was still hungry while surfing through the sports channels on the TV, when Rei's voice erupted from the bathroom.

"Okay, so who was sick in the bath, and let it fill up?" He questioned annoyed, he really wanted his shower.

Yuuri stopped eating and wanted to shrink into the sofa, as he remembered he'd left the tap on to clear the bath. He heard Takao mention his name. The traitor. He no longer liked the bluenette star.

"Yuuri?" Rei called.

Yuuri was weighing his options. Either go see Rei and get blamed for it, even though Kai was partly to blame. Or run from the apartment. After he realised he was only a towel, the second option was out. He didn't want a repeat of his ordeal that was less than twenty-four hours ago. Kai knew how to turn a plain daily object into a weapon of torture.

He reluctantly got up to confess to the bath tub situation.

The neko-jin waited for his arrival with his hands on his hips and a frown on his face, like an angry mother.

Takao had finally departed from the safety of the toilet, he was slumped against the bathroom wall, still not looking one hundred percent well.

The cyborg entered the bathroom, dejectedly, and not a second later so did his flat-mate. Kai was curious as to what the red-head was in trouble for. He turned a lovely shade of green once his crimson eyes fell upon the liquid in his bath tub. He bolted from the room, before contributing his breakfast to it. He had ran into the lounge and practically stuck his head out one of the windows, to clear his head of nausea.

Rei noticed, but decided to question Yuuri, even though he no stake in the flat. "Did you do this?" He gestured the mess, sounding just like a parent questioning their child.

The red-head looked at the vile liquid, then to the neko-jin. "I left the tap on to wash it away, not fill the bloody thing!" he looked at it again, disgusted. "Plus, I'm not the only one who was sick in it. Ask Kai." He stated defensively, looking at the neko-jin.

"That's cause Takao wouldn't move from the toilet!" Kai yelled from the lounge in his defense.

"He told me to use the bath as Kai had," Yuuri stared at the lad sporting blue messy hair.

"Yeah, well throwing accusations around isn't going to clean this up," Rei said loudly, making sure his boyfriend heard him too.

"So, what do you want us to do about it?" the Wolborg wielder asked.

"Either you or Kai clean this up," Rei suggested, damn sure it wasn't going to be him.

"Rei, you know I can't deal with that," Kai said, now stood out in the hallway, demonstrating his point.

"Excuses! You just want me to do this!" Yuuri growled at his former team-mate.

"It's not an excuse! Why do you think I'm out here!" The phoenix blader argued back.

"You know he's right nii-san," Rei agreed with Kai, only because it was the truth.

Yuuri also admittedly knew it was true was going to say so. Instead, he said, "I swear you two are out to get me!" He grumbled. He then proceeded to get on his knees over the bath tub. He pinched a part of the broken shower curtain that wasn't submerged in the water to move it away from the plug hole. However, the water wasn't moving. He then saw why. Somehow the plug was in the drain, therefore, blocking it.

"Hiwatari, you owe me!" He barked, not happy with the situation.

He yanked at the chain attached to the plug to free up the drain. His face went snow white as his plan didn't work. He'd forgotten his own strength and snapped the chain completely off where it joined the bath tub and further down by the plug. The chain flew from his hand, crashing against the wall behind him, merely missing the blue haired Japanese. It fell onto the floor not far from him. Takao's chocolate orbs were wide in the horror of nearly being hit by it.

"This is not my day!" Yuuri spat, complaining to himself. Takao had been laughing at him until the chain nearly hit him. Rei was trying hard to keep a calm composure. Kai, however, was laughing in hysterics in the hallway. It's amazing he didn't wake the sleeping trio in Yuuri's room.

"Hiwatari, you are going to be my slave for eternity after this!" He yelled at the Russian. Kai's laughing at him had angered him.

The crimson eyed ex-captain stopped laughing. "Why?" He asked.

"The plug chain broke with the plug still in the bath," Takao told him through fits of laughter. He'd got over his little horror moment.

Yuuri heard his flat-mate erupt into another wave a hysterical laughter.

"Have fun, Yuu-chan," He teased deliberately using the red-head's nickname. He was laughing so hard, he was wiping tears from his crimson orbs.

"I mean it, Hiwatari!" The cyborg wasn't finding it funny.

"Over my dead body, plus I'm Rei's," Kai continued to laugh, relishing in his fellow countryman's discomfort.

"That can be arranged," The blue eyed man said coldly.

He hesitantly moved his arm near the brown liquid. The smell invaded his nostrils, singeing his scent sense. It made him want to hurl again.

"How can I be your slave if you kill me, Yuu-chan" Kai was testing Yuuri's patience for once.

Yuuri closed his ice blue eyes and scrunched up his nose. He turned his face to the side as he dipped his fingers of his right hand in first, followed by his whole hand, then he wrist and finally his elbow. His arm up to his elbow was submerged in the foul water.

"Ewww, he's actually got most his arm in it!" The Japanese man reported, looking disgusted but still finding it funny.

Rei sported the same look of disgust, but also felt sorry the Russian. Kai on the other hand, was howling and loving it. He was taking photos using his camera on his cell phone. Revenge was sweet, but blackmail was sweeter.

"Kinomiya! Shut up!" The red head barked, feeling around for the plug. Finally, his fingers grazed it and he found the other end of the chain.

He yanked it with so much force, it flung behind him, spraying Takao with the tainted water in the process. Yuuri moved faster than lightning to the sink. The hot tap was turned on full and he tipped a whole bottle of hand soap onto his arm. He scrubbed his arms repeatedly, then putting it under the hot water, then he scrubbed it again. He repeated this process at least five times in a manic manner.

Kai found it hilarious, which earned him a smack on his head from his boyfriend.

Takao had dashed into the kitchen to use the sink to wash the specks of vomit off his face. Rei followed him, then came back into the hallway to find some clothes for Takao to borrow, since he was refusing to wear his clothes with sick on them, even though it was only a little. Rei managed to find him some jeans that would fit him and a t-shirt.

Yuuri exited the bathroom with a red arm that contrasted against his pale body.

"Finished scrubbing your arm now?" The smaller Russian mocked him.

"Nii-san, ignore him!" The neko-jin called to him, from the kitchen where he was assisting the bluenette.

"Don't worry I will," Yuuri glared daggers at the slate and ebony haired man. Kai remained to smirk at him.

While in Yuuri's bedroom, all the commotion from the hallway had woken one of the sleeping trio.

Ruby eyes fluttered open, only to be blinded by the sunlight. An annoyed groan escaped her lips and she raised an arm to eyes to shield them from the sun. Her other free had ruffled through her brown bed hair, and combed out some knots with slender fingers. She then sat up, finally waking up. She was stretching her arms and gazing around a room she wasn't familiar with. She stopped stretching when she looked at the rest of the bed. She saw a lumpy shape under a black blanket next to her. Out of interest she pulled back the blanket. She saw the blonde haired man sleeping peacefully on his stomach with just his socks on. She got an eyeful of of his bum.

A snort alerted her attention that some-one else was lurking in the room. The brunette peered over the bed to find the grey haired Russian sleeping on the floor, with the bed sheets thrown over him.

It was then she looked down at her own body to see what state she was in.

Rei was serving tea to his friends in the lounge, when a loud shriek roared through the flat, coming from Yuuri's bedroom.

"YOU PERVERTS!" Shrieked a girl's voice, followed by two loud slaps, that made the others wince too.

All four friends stared at Yuuri's bedroom door as it flung open, revealing Hiromi wrapped in the bed duvet. She surveyed the room looking specifically for a certain red-haired Russian.

"YOU!" She roared, heading for the now terrified man at the speed of a train.

"Yes, me," The red-head managed to stumble out, frightened by the enraged girl.

Then in what seemed to be in slow motion, her hand connected with his right cheek. The force of the slap snapped his head to the left. Time returned back to normal. The others just stared at the two.

"PERVERT!" She yelled at the clueless red-head, who now had a red hand print on his face to match his red arm. He wasn't his day.

Hiromi then made a beeline for her boyfriend, who also received a slap of the same force.

"OW! What was that for?" Takao complained, rubbing his stinging cheek, mirroring Yuuri.

"For letting him," She pointed an accusing finger at the still clueless Russian, "Do whatever he did to me!" She yelled.

"What the Hell is going on?" A blonde man stood at the lounge doorway, dressed in jeans and his socks. He too was rubbing a red cheek.

Boris, stood behind Max, mostly dressed, also sporting a red cheek. He was angry. Hiromi hadn't given him a nice wake up.

"Fuck knows Maxie, but I got slapped too," His Japanese friend responded.

Kai and Rei were the only ones who hadn't received a slap and they were both quite happy about that.

"I think Hiromi's lost it!" The chocolate eyed lad continued.

Hiromi glared at him with her hand raised as a warning for him to shut it, or he'll have matching red cheeks.

Rei watched the whole situation and decided to take charge, as Kai clearly wasn't going to. He was trying hard not to laugh, but failing. His boyfriend elbowed.

"Hiromi, why don't we sit down and have a cup of tea and calm down," He suggested in a gentle voice.

"I AM CALM!" She snapped, clearly not. She clenched the duvet tightly above her cleavage, she was naked underneath.

"Kinomiya, what's wrong with your crazy woman?" The grey haired Russian stared at at Takao.

Hiromi's ruby eyes glared daggers at Boris.

Takao shrugged his shoulders, "Like I said to Maxie, fuck knows!" He was as clueless as Yuuri.

"Takao, I can't believe you let them take advantage of me while I was drunk!" She growled at him.

"YOU WHAT?!" All three of the accused protested in unison.

"You heard me!" She glared at them.

"Hiromi, what do you mean?" The raven-haired Chinese questioned, looking at her.

"I woke up to find myself completely naked, lying next to Max, who was only wearing socks! And Boris, was on the floor the bed sheets on him, luckily he was in his boxers! And this guy," she pointed at Yuuri, "was clearly in the bed naked since he's only wearing a towel. That's what I mean Rei!" She seethed looking at Yuuri, who was sat down in armchair now. Takao occupied the other armchair. Kai was sat on the sofa, still sniggering at the whole situation.

"I want to know what you did to me?" She growled.

"I hope you're not accusing me of what I think you're accusing me of," Yuuri narrowed his blue eyes at her.

"And who says you didn't?"

"Me! Because, if you haven't forgotten I'm very much into guys! I wouldn't touch you with a barge pole!" He told her, picking up his cup of tea the neko-jin Chinese had made him.

She growled, "Are you saying I'm ugly and that you wouldn't sleep with me?" She yelled, furiously.

The cyborg ended up spitting his tea out at her accusation. He was coughing, thumping his chest to stop choking on the bit of tea he had swallowed.

"Well?" She demanded.

The red-head glared up at her once he had finished choking on his tea, "What I'm trying to say, Hiromi, I only sleep with men, as I swing that way. You're not ugly when you clearly have him," He pointed to the midnight blue haired man.

Her mood lifted at the compliment. "But, why am I naked? Why are you naked?" She questioned, not so mad now.

"We were playing strip poker," Max informed her, "I think Boris won."

"Oh," Her memory started to come back to her," I guess I owe you guys an apology," She blushed from embarrassment. "Ummm...where are my clothes and stuff?"

"Around my bedroom, I think?" The red-head answered her.

She wandered off to the hallway to go back into Yuuri's room to get dressed. She avoided the tall Russian, as he was glaring at her. Obviously, not accepting her apology.

"Well, I'm going to get dressed," Rei put his cup on the coffee table, happy the drama was over. He was still in the red-head's dressing gown. He too disappeared into the hallway.

"I need to go home and get more sleep. Toilets aren't comfy to sleep on." Takao finished his tea, placing his empty cup on the coffee table. He then stood up, running his hands threw his midnight coloured hair. "Hiromi, are you nearly ready?" He called to his girlfriend.

"Just a minute," Was the response he got.

"Maxie, you want a lift with us?" Takao asked his best buddy.

"Sure, I just need to find my t-shirt and shirt when Hiromi finishes getting dressed." He was starting to feel self-conscious of his half naked body.

Hiromi exited Yuuri's bedroom and entered the lounge fully dressed. Rei was behind also dressed in a plain white t-shirt and black baggy trousers.

"Maxie, are these yours?" She held up a blue checked shirt and a black t-shirt.

"Yep."

She threw the top and shirt at him, he caught them and shrugged his t-shirt on, followed by the shirt, but left it open. He was happy he was no longer half naked with Yuuri around. A memory of last night was resurfacing.

"We ready to go?" Takao asked fumbling around in his jeans pocket for his car keys that was draped over his arm. Rei had gave him his clothes that he refused to wear.

"Let me grab my cell phone," Max once again disappeared in to the cyborg's bedroom and a few minutes later reappeared.

After saying their farewells, the trio left the apartment. The night before a mysterious forgotten memory – well for some.

"I'm glad they're gone!" The red-head stood up, stretching his arms up.

"How so?" Rei asked, gathering up the empty tea cups.

"I can go get dressed," He adjusted his towel again. That piqued Boris' interest.

"I thought you liked wearing towels Yuuri, since you prancing around the apartment last night in one," Kai, cocked a slate brow at his house-mate, a smirk gracing his lips.

"Yes, well KK-chan, I know how much you'd love to get your fifthly mitts on me."

"Not particularly," Kai said flatly.

"Why admit when I know," Yuuri teased.

"You're so full of it." Kai muttered.

Yuuri just laughed.

"And your ego."

Blue orbs glanced briefly at the sourpuss before heading to his bedroom, "You're just jealous KK-chan!" He said in a sing song voice, before closing the door.

"Yeah sure."

"I heard that!" The cyborg called from his bedroom.

"Kai, can you go get dressed, please?" Rei, re-entered to the lounge after doing a bit of washing up.

"Why?" He made no attempt to move from the sofa, he always made Sunday his lazy day of the week. He didn't want to go out, but he had a feeling his boyfriend had other plans.

"You need a new shower curtain and you've ran out of disinfectant."

"Can't I get them tomorrow?" The crimson eyed Russian asked, taking a little interest of the game on the sports channel Yuuri had picked.

"Kai, you have work tomorrow and I can't get them cuz you know I'm going out of town." He grabbed his boyfriend's pale hands in attempt to try get the lazy Russian to stand up.

Boris watched the two who looked like a married couple. He didn't just wonder why they hadn't got married. They could easily dress Rei up in a bridal dress and pass him off as a woman, so they could they could get married. *

His thoughts of marriage soon turned to the crazy red-head and Boris wasn't convinced if Yuuri could pass as a woman. So, then all his hopes of marrying Yuuri were dashed. Though, he would enjoy undressing his former captain and doing hentai things to him. This caused him to start drooling; which the 'married' couple hadn't noticed.

"But Rei-Rei, this is my lazy day. I don't wanna be dragged around a shop all day," He protested, not letting his love drag him off the comfy sofa.

"We're only going to get two things."

"That's what you said last time and we ended up getting a full shop."

"Well, you just won't have a clean bath to have a shower in, it will forever smell of sick," The neko-jin stated, but Kai still refused to move.

"I'll just go to yours."

"I won't be there."

"Why?" Slate eyebrows frowned.

"I already said I'll be out of town. I'm going to see Rai and Mao. Mao is close to her due date."

"Well, I can go with you."

Rei laughed in a joking way, "You don't like her, remember."

"But, I like you," The slate haired man, looking at his boyfriend with a flirty grin.

"Kai," His boyfriend said sternly.

The sourpuss groaned in defeat, "What's in it for me?" A slate eyebrow rose, questionably. He wanted something in return for surrendering his Sunday to shopping.

Rei narrowed his golden orbs at him.

"Well, if I'm going to be dragged around a busy store for hours on end. I want to know what's in for me?"

"A clean bath tub," Rei instantly, responded.

Kai admitted to himself that Rei had a good point but not good enough for him. He smirked at the neko-jin, "Not good enough."

The raven haired man sighed with exasperation. He stood up, letting go of his love's hands. He thought for a moment. He started grinning, he had found something Kai truly would love and enjoy.

Kai looked at him, intrigued by the grin on his boyfriend's face.

"I'll give you the special treatment."

And when them words said the lazy Russian was up in a flash and dived into the hallway heading for his bedroom, to get dressed and sort his mop of hair.

Rei laughed as he sat down in the armchair that Takao had previously occupied.

The grey haired Russian, bearing witness to Rei's victory, was intrigued to what the 'special treatment' is. Of course, he would never find out as it was something between the dressing phoenix and Chinese tiger. If, he ever got the chance one day, he could come up with his own 'special treatment' for the former Neoborg captain. Boris was still pining for the red-head and hoping.

Talking of the devil, the red-head entered the lounge, fully dressed with his red hair tied back in a loose ponytail. Boris nearly had an accident.

The smaller Russian was no longer than five minutes in his room before he dashed out. "Come on, Rei." He said hastily, grabbing his long black coat, and his car keys. He was out the apartment door before any of them could say 'Go Shoot!'

"Where's he off to?" Yuuri looked completely confused at the neko-jin.

"The store. We're going to get a new shower curtain and some disinfectant." Rei told him.

"And KK-chan, wants to go?" Yuuri asked shocked.

He knew Kai's thoughts on Sundays, he'd lived with him for three years now.

"Well, I promised him the 'special treatment'." Rei grinned, grabbing his coat off coat hooks by the front door.

"Ah, I see." Yuuri nodded. He knew what the 'special treatment' is.

"Rei come on! I haven't all day!" Kai called impatiently to the Kon lad from the communal hallway.

"I better go, before he drags me out," He pulled his coat on and picked up his shoes. "Boris, how you getting home? I mean do you want a lift?" He asked the taller Russian.

"Nah, I'm okay. I'll get a taxi in a bit. I need to shift this headache first."

"Reiiii!" Kai moaned impatiently, appearing at the doorway and grabbing the Chinese man and dragging him out the front door.

"Later guys," He called to them. "Hey, Kai wait. I need to put my shoes on."

"Put them on in the car!" They heard Kai tell the Byakko owner in a rushed tone.

Yuuri was chuckling as he shut the front door and returned to the lounge. He looked at Boris, who looked back at him.

Eventually, Kai got Rei in the car, so they could be merrily on their way to a retail park. The reason being as soon he had what the Chinese man required, he would get the famed 'special treatment'. He was thinking of going to Rei's apartment since Yuuri was still in there's. Kai was already getting excited.

As Kai was getting excited, Rei was thinking about other things, that Kai would certainly not find exciting. His mind was on the mystery of the broken shower curtain. It was starting to bug his curious mind to what had actually happened and he was determined to find out the truth.

"Kai?" He asked, looking at the Russian man.

"Mhm?" Kai muttered, distracted by his thoughts.

"Nii-san said you were sick before him, right?"

"Yeah," The Phoenix answered, unsure why his beloved was asking that question. It seemed so random.

"Was the shower curtain pulled down before that? Takao, said you pulled it down."

He glanced at Rei, "I didn't pull it down. It was already in the bath in think. It looked like the shower had been used." He returned his crimson eyes back to the road. "Where you going with this?" He shifted gears.

"If you didn't pull it down, and it couldn't be any of our friends. It must have been..." Rei trailed off, thoughtfully. This got Kai thinking two.

After a few minutes of thinking Kai exclaimed, "The dirty whore!" He banged on the steering wheel, laughing.

"I had a feeling something was going on by the way they were both acting." The neko-jin giggled, his suspicion correct.

"So, they've been together all this time, making us believe they weren't." Kai was still laughing.

"Well, Boris isn't as good as hiding his feeling like nii-san." Rei giggled.

"I wonder how long?"

"We can ask them later."

The continued discussing their friends secret relationship all the way to the retail park.

Yuuri leant against the lounge door frame, seductively taunting the grey haired Russian. He was inviting him and Boris wasn't one for turning down a invitation, especially since it was his snow wolf.

As quick lightning the falcon was all over the wolf. His hands roaming the smaller Russian's body, long awaited kisses on wanting lips. The red-head moaned in ecstasy as they grey haired man devoured him in a lust-filled attack.

The grey haired hunk nipped and sucked on Yuuri's ivory neck. He moved his lips up to Yuuri's ear. "I've wanted you since this morning when I woke up, but that damn girl and American were there, and that moron Takao was out in the apartment somewhere," He went back to arousing his lover and started to undress him.

"Do you think KK-chan and Rei-Rei will work it out that it was us who broke the shower curtain?" Yuuri jumped slightly as Boris played with a nipple.

"Rei's not stupid. So most likely," He stood up to look at the cyborg.

"Good," Yuuri grabbed Boris by his shirt and pulled him closer to him. "I done with pretending." He crushed his lips against Boris'.

Then they were rudely interrupted by a loud knock on the front door. Both lads pulled away and held in their breath.

"Umm, guys, it's Hiromi. I left my cell phone here. Are you in?" Came the girl's voice from the other side of the front door. "Maybe there not in Takao."

Both Russians listened, waiting for them to leave. They thought if they stayed quiet, they might think everyone has gone out.

"That's strange, I didn't see Kai's car but Rei's is here," The blunette was heard telling her.

"We'll maybe they've gone out." Hiromi said. "I'll try later."

They heard the Japanese couple leave.

"Now, where were we?" Boris grinned. The red-head smiled as Boris knelt down.

And that's where our story finally ends. After a night of fun and frolics, a day of rest is in order for our happy, chappy group. Yeah, right! Will Kai ever get out the shops? What is Rei's 'special treatment'? Will the shower curtain ever get replaced. Will Hiromi get her cell phone back? And what does Rei mean by Mao's due date? I guess we'll never find out.

The End.

Author's note:

* I put this in as the time this originally wrote, gay marriage wasn't legal as it is now. Though seeing Rei in a dress would be funny.

Well, I think I said everything I wanted to above.

Thanks for reading

Diesty-chan